Skate skiing 2:58:00  36.0 km (4:57 / km)
After our chicken soup break at 11:30pm, we were back at it by 1am. Ken did the first night lap and determined that he was not having fun on either the uphills or the downhills, so he went back to the van to nap. I was too proud to admit how much it sucked (at least until 5am, when I declared "This sucks. There is no way I am coming to California to do it next year" - we'll see how that holds out), so I skied the next two laps with Greg, only whimpering occasionally. The trail had frozen up solid at this point, and all the ruts and grooves and funky icy bits were pretty treacherous. The uphills were hard to skate on because your skis would catch a rut and totally change direction, but the downhills were f***ing terrifying. Also, I'd switched to dry boots, now that slush wasn't splashing into them, but these boots have a stiffer cuff, so any time my ski caught a rut, the twist would skip the ankle and go straight to my knee, which was making them feel pretty tender.
Skate skiing 2:20:00  26.2 km (5:21 / km)
We took a break from 4-5 (amazing how time in the van seems to go by SO QUICKLY when you don't want to leave...), and headed out again at 5. After a quick lap (still frozen solid, but at least now we could see the outline of the trail beyond our headlamps as the sky lightened), we picked up Ken, and did another lap in the now-light-but-still-frozen conditions. Then another 20min out and back to kill time until Ali showed up.
Skate skiing 2:00:00  22.0 km (5:27 / km)
Ali joined us for the last lap - we continued up the hill, while Ken turned around at the night lap part, and it was just starting to soften up. Conditions were better than Saturday morning, but still pretty slow, and my ankles and knees were pretty achy from a night of staggering over icy ruts. Luckily, Ali broke her ski, so that slowed her down a bit closer to 24hr speed.
Then, Ed showed up with pancakes and maple syrup, and life was good again because I didn't have to ski anymore. Whee!