I actually interviewed him once for the uni newspaper I edited at the time. What I only found out a few years later, and wish I'd had the opportunity to mention to him, is that his first wife later went on to be involved with my grandfather's older brother, a charming and intelligent pants-man who only died last year.
The Rip looks like this.
The photo is 'Orange Car' by Narelle Autio, a Sydney-based photographer also obsessed with the water. I love it: it's very evocative of my childhood summer memories with the saturation levels turned way up: the bay, the huge empty sky, the '70s car, the vast beaches (and I'm not even a beach person).
Under the book's dustjacket, the image is printed directly onto the book's boards:
This looks so good that I wish they'd been able to either minimise the type on the jacket, or even remove it completely (perhaps limiting it to the spine): the huge author's name in the sky distracts significantly from the photo.
The best story in The Rip, by the way, is probably the first, and longest, 'The Lap Pool', about a white-collar criminal awaiting trial who finds a red-bellied black snake trapped in his swimming pool. We once had one of these snakes come through a gap in our living-room wall, emerging from behind the TV to cause great consternation and excitement (I'm all about the personal anecdotes today, aren't i?). They (red-bellied black snakes) look like this:
(Photo by Greg Wallis, and stolen from here.)
Here are several other images from the same series of Narelle Autio photographs as 'Orange Car', Watercolours. They're type c prints, a kind of photographic process which uses both silver salts and dyes to give rich, striking colour.
See more by Autio at the Stills Gallery.