
We were very lucky with the weather forecast

The path up the glen forks off to either Carn Eighe to the left (straight on through the glen), or uphill to our route on the right. The path is fairly easy to follow all the way up.
About halfway up it starts to get rocky and requiring a bit of scrambling, a first for my two munchkins. There were often multiple possible routes but most seemed to return to the communal path eventually as many spots just had one route through. The lungs were bursting


We finally made the first summit of Tom a'Choinich 4 hours after leaving the car. The winds were pretty wild at the top and colder than expected but we were well prepared with jackets and windproofs.
We quickly began the descent to Bealach Toll Easa, an unnamed Munro that sits in between the two. Very quickly it was apparent my son was experiencing an episode of vertigo and everything came to a halt.

Another one of those sneaky false summits came upon us and released the view of the actual summit, still a fair distance away. We had veered off to the right of the path as it isn't very well defined so had to scramble sideways to return to the path to the summit. It was so worth the effort. The views over Loch Mullardoch and the mountains to the west were second to none. It was absolutely stunning.

We took the advice of the WH route description and just headed south off the hill but I think if I was doing it again, I would head back to the dip between the two and head down the better worn path that comes up the Allt Toll Easa waterfall. We were lucky it was dry and didn't get our feet too wet, but in wet conditions, even wellies wouldn't help. There are a lot of hidden holes in the heather which resulted in someone disappearing up to their knee on 6 separate occasions between 4 of us on the descent.
I am very glad we did the route the direction as suggested by WH. I think the steepness of the ascent along the crag is easier to start with than to descend at the end of the route, particularly if your muscles are more used to sitting behind a desk than walking Munros!

Once we returned to the path at the bottom, we trudged on to the small dam again, stopped for a sugar boost to get us back to the car and then headed off. The trees of Glen Affric never cease to leave me in awe. The history that these majestic beings could tell us would be fascinating.