I seem to remember that the tower was the only bit of equipment that I felt uneasy about, when one was pulled against the gate there was a total lack of 'self-control', by which I mean that you had lost all control over the situation, once the gates were opened by the PJI's then you went, like it or not. Even the fans in the hangar had less trepidation for me.
I remember also the descent from the Argosy, seeing the tail-boom alongside thinking, ' I'll hit that', the tailplane whizzing past overhead as my head went back, and then floating down, I was No1 in the stick of four and last to hit the ground - skinny rake in those days.....