In reply to UKC/UKH Articles:
Sometime in the mid 80's (might have been summer 86) I tried some new routing in Glen Pean with Paget Pugh (who sadly died last year).
I was half way up the first pitch of a corner system on a crag just past the watershed, when suddenly there was a noise like the world ended, and I promptly fell off in shock. The next thing my mouth is full of the taste of jet fuel.
A couple of Typhoons had just screamed along the Glen at the same height as me, flat out in top!
At that point we retreated to Skye...
Steve