how to climb mountain twice in a day2

First things first though, we would have to deal with the inevitable slog up a long snow slope and ridge scramble to the summit. As our feet hit the slope, Mark and I each activated our breeze sniffer (read: wet finger) and it soon became apparent that there indeed was a slight breeze at our backs. Perfect! Our pace quickened noticeably. Some ways back we had passed through a nice open meadow occupied only by a small tarn and a few large boulders. It had the look of a possible LZ and also might proved to be a good area in which to wash our wings as I seem to be prone to landing on or into what I look at. I was thinking that this case would be no exception.
The moment of truth was close now as we approached the ridge crest. A few more steps and...ARGGHH...there was a "sporty" breeze blowing up the back side as well. We had been under the influence of a rotor or possibly an anabatic catabat reverse oscillating lapse rate (look that one up in the book). Who knows, possibly my sniffer was out of calibration. Oh well, it had been a nice scramble with good friends, good views and the promise of a nice glissade back to camp.
So here we are on the rocky summit generally being the objects of derision due to our large packs and extra "useless" equipment. I even volunteer to make a nice sun shade with my sail, might as well get some use out of it. Innocently enough, as I'm munching on my lunch, Mark taps me on the shoulder and points down the other side toward a green splotch of meadow surrounded by steep slopes on three sides. "I think we could get in there" says Mark between mouthfuls of bagel. Spewing out bits of raisins and nuts, I politely inform him that it's on the other side of the mountain from whence we came. "Hey, are you a pilot or just a mountaineer?" Mark taunted back in a flurry of bagel crumbs. OK, that did it, crumbs all over my new rain coat. The one with the flashy colors. I should know better by now not to get too close to Mark when he's eating lunch. Also, I was forced to look seriously at the proposed flight plan. Hmm... Wind's light and right, takeoff possible a little below the summit off that talus slope, landing zone probably bigger than it looks from here, but where would we be once we land? Problems, problems, but we could work them out later and much to the delight of the peanut gallery began setting up to fly.