Part cruiser, part scalpel—this is a modern mid-length asym with keel fins and attitude. Frontside’s drawn-out like a lazy yawn, built for trim and highlines. Heel side? Tighter, pulled in, ready to cut. The keels aren’t just for glide—they’re drive engines, loaded and low, with just enough flex to let you feel it warp under pressure. Think bottom turns you stretch for days, then a snap that surprises you. Enough foam to get in early, but foiled to keep you honest. Best on clean, running walls where lines matter and style counts. For surfers who want to go fast, break pattern, and do it looking damn good.
from $1250
Built for the high lines and power off the bottom, this asymmetrical shortboard is all twitch, drive, and dirty rail work. Heel side’s tighter, more puckered—like it wants to bite through turns. Toe side? Longer, smoother, drawn out for effortless wrap-arounds. It’s not about balance—it’s about advantage. Single to double concave, progressive rocker, glassed light but not flighty. Designed to match your body’s asymmetry, not fight it. Best in punchy beachies and ledging reefs where you need speed, control, and whip. Ride it and feel the difference: you’re not surfing a board—you’re surfing your own design flaw, weaponized.
from $950
It’s a high-performance moon tail fish with just enough side cut to make you question the laws of physics. Built for tight arcs and warp-speed down-the-line projection, it grips when you want hold, squirts when you want release. The moon tail bites into the face like a scalpel, adding pivot and hold through rail transitions, while the side cuts add a dose of madness—breaking lines and reconnecting them in the same breath. It’s fast, loose, and slightly unhinged. Rides like a twin that had an existential awakening. Not for the faint-hearted. For surfers who want to dance, dart, and detonate with controlled chaos.
from $950
This step-down asymmetrical funboard is the Swiss Army knife of your quiver. Wide and forgiving enough to paddle early in mushy beach breaks, yet sharp and pulled-in enough to carve clean in punchy reef waves. Heel side’s pulled in tight allowing for responsive acute power, toe side smooth and fast for frontside flow. It’s built to adapt—surf junk, glass, or anything in between—with volume where you need it and bite where it counts. Whether you’re cruising mellow walls or charging steeper sections, it rides like a dream and turns on a dime. Versatility is its game; this board lets you show up ready for whatever the ocean throws.
from $950
Not your uncle’s keel fish. This one’s been sharpened—modern foil, low rails, and just enough bite to knife through sections. Wider up front for easy paddle-in, but the tail’s thinned out, tuned, ready to hook. It’s got drive for days, but it’ll pivot on a dime if your back foot knows what it’s doing. Think speed lines, fin release, high-lining into a blowtail—then burying a rail like you're mad at it. Best in chest to head-high runners to over head power, where you want the glide of a fish and the response of a shorty. A board for surfers who want to go fast, go hard, and still feel something.
from $950
It ain’t full pig, but it’s got hips. A traditional log with a bit of back-end swagger—wide through the tail, pulled up nose, and enough belly to roll like a lazy river. Turns off the tail like it means it, trims like a dream. It’s built for cross-stepping, stalling, and nose-riding when the section begs for it—not when your ego does. 50/50 rails, weight where it counts, and a swing that feels more jazz bar than ballet. Works best on long, clean points where time stretches out and you can read the wall like an old book. Not a pig. Not a performance log. Just soul, with attitude.
From $1450
This one’s built for HI-FI booms. A high-performance blade with a round tail that hugs the face like it loves it. Smooth through transitions, holds when it matters—tight arcs, no twitch, no skip. Just clean, surgical lines. Deep single to double concave running under a refined rocker—fast where you want it, controlled where you need it. Think back foot buried, nose high, fins screaming. It doesn’t flatter, it demands. Best in punchy points and reef breaks that let you draw out your turns and lay it down proper. A board for surfers who don’t flick—they carve, gouge, and detonate.
From $850
About Throb. Surfboards
Buy the ticket, take the ride — that’s what they say. And if the ride you’re after is fast, loose, strange, and humming with otherworldly vibrations, you better talk to Rielly Clarke. Surfboard shaper. Artist. Madman. Operating under the banner of Throb. Surfboards, somewhere in the leafy chaos of the Northern Rivers, Clarke is quietly building some of the most dangerous and deliriously functional wave-riding devices on the East Coast.
Raised on the sandstone slab and reef setups of Cronulla, Rielly cut his teeth under the watchful gaze of master craftsman Stuart Paterson at PCC — a temple of traditional Surfboard manufacturing, where every board was treated like sacred scripture. He didn’t just learn how to mow foam; he absorbed a philosophy. Flow, feel, function. Less ego, more soul. The kind of apprenticeship that’s rarer than hen’s teeth in today’s world of mass production.
Now holed up in South Tweed Heads — a border town that feels like it was built on a bender and forgotten by time — Rielly crafts each Throb. sled start to finish.
And the boards? Hell. They’re alive. Quivering with intent. Twins with teeth. Mids that sing. Asym's that breakdown redundant performance norms. Each one a bespoke psychedelic for your feet — tuned to speed, style, and strangeness.
Throb doesn’t care about contests. Doesn’t play nice with the algorithm. It exists in the shadows, where true surf culture always has — with the freaks, the purists, the ones still chasing the original feeling before the corporations came. Rielly isn’t selling surfboards. He’s dealing in beautifully shaped weapons of escape.
So don’t come looking for normal. Come looking for truth.