Here is how I explained it to a friend: It’s this state park about 2 hours outside of Chicago. There are all sorts of nature hikes–well more like nature walks–and a lodge that you can stay in–it’s rustic and campy. It’s cute. Why is it called Starved Rock you ask? Well, there is this large rock [see photo] and the Native Americans went up there and starved themselves to fight the man or something. Well I don’t know that’s the real story but it sounds good.Mom loves it. She goes almost every year. Brother has gone with her. Aunt has gone. Nephew has gone. Her friends have gone. It was my turn to take one for the team.Truth is it was fun.We got to the lodge early Friday afternoon, read in front of the fireplace in the great room. Went swimming and in the hot tub. Saturday morning I woke up early and decided to go on a hike by myself to the top of Starved Rock and to see some of the canyons. It was actually really therapeutic to go walking in the woods solo. It’s something I need to do more often. We played scrabble and explored the nearby small towns. It was great to get out of the city. It was great that I could do something so small that made my mom so happy.