The Met Office sold us the day as:
But the view from the cottage was:
It'll clear up. We hoped.
After an athletes breakfast of bacon, blackpud and eggs we departed Braes of Foss car park in fine spirits, Tango leading the way of course.
As documented previously by many others the path up is very well constructed and loops around the contours towards the boulder-field.
It'll clear up.
Occasional glimpses through clag afford us views across the glen to the opposite side where we walked yesterday: http://www.walkhighlands.co.uk/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=67522
It'll clear up.
Sporadic showers and cold northerly winds were enough to force on the waterproof slacks, even for Tango. The very slippery rocks were stumbled across and now there was very little visibility.
But it'll clear up.
After the 4th, 5th or was it 6th false summit we topped out on to....some rocks. No cairn, no trig point, no bunting.
And it didn't bloody well clear up.
Bless her Helen was still grinning like a Cheshire Cat at last joining the bagger's club.
Me? I was just glad to be be one Munro ahead of my usual bagging partner Snowdonia7!!! Suck it up Dave

We dropped down 50 mtrs or so to shelter from the wind and so to enjoy a brew, a butty and the mist before removing the waterproofs, including Tango's Elvis-like collared jacket.
Mrs MG had done good but was clearly a tad tired as she repeatedly caught rocks with her boots on the decent, but the de-brief, over a large coffee and a sticky-toffee pudding & ice cream in Kinloch Rannoch, was all positive.
What wasn't positive was our language when we looked back at Schiehallion on returning to the cottage: