One of the things I did in an earlier life (I worked as a professional ladder monkey. Er. Roffing applicator. Great job for a kid with acrophobia (Fear of heights) well I overcame it back then. Re-asserting now but I don't do that any more)
We had detailed county by county maps for everywhere we would likely go and I'm rather good at reading 'em (Got lots of practice) Boss would say "Which way to the shop" I'd look at the map and say "That way" and he'd go.... in a different direction.. Was up to me to keep track of where he took us.
Really liked those afternoons when he intentionally went the wrong way. Some some great country, and I'm a country boy.
Of course we were never lost.... It is very very hard to get me lost other than in someplace like Detroit where the French and the English mixed it up as I generally know where I am relative to where I'm going and which way is UP
What does French and English have to do with it?
French build wagon weels.. In Detroit the "Hub" is grand ciruis park
Spokes are Jefferson. Gratiot. Woodward. Grand river. Michigan ave. West Jefferson FORT (among other roads I'm leaving out)
Rings are Grand Bvld. Outer drive and again more that I'm leaving out.
English build checker boards
Telegraph
Schaeffer (oh and there are two roads that intersect with that name)
Greenfield
And 5,6, 7,8 Mile roads
Tons of fun figuring it all out as they overlap each other.