Beau Miles. Award winning filmmaker, poly-jobist, speaker, writer, odd.

On a recent crossing of Bass Strait in a sea kayak, Beau Miles was voted 5th worst dressed in a party of 5. Being offbeat and NQR speaks volumes about how Beau goes about life and represents himself to the world, believing wholeheartedly that we’re all weird. His offbeat stories of adventure exemplify a curious view of the human condition.

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See Beau’s latest films on YouTube.

Films and Documentaries

Beau’s adventures and quirky projects.

Junk Projects

2 EPISODES
I hate waste. This series is about making something out of nothing; canoe paddle from junk wood, new office from old office, and a resplendent chariot made from side-of-the road gems.

A Mile an Hour

17 MINUTES
A different kind of marathon; running one lap an hour for 24hrs around my perfectly mile long block. The rest of the time I do as much as possible; making things, odd jobs, fixing stuff. It's about running, doing, and thinking- the potentials of single day.

Bass by Kayak

6 EPISODES
A small expedition party crossing from the Australian mainland to Tasmania in sea kayaks. There is chafe, a storm, bad cooking and an emerging mate-ship between men that barely know each other.

Trials of Miles

52 MINUTES
Beau laces up for a different kind of world first, running 650+km of the Australian Alpine Walking Track. Traversing through some of the highest peaks in Australia, Beau battles injury, fatigue and ultimately himself in his personal Trial of Miles.

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Journal

Beau’s musings, articles, projects, updates and Q&A’s.

Beauisms

First Maccas in 20 years: idiot.

Helen and I, a little excited, find ourselves free at a strange time of day. Based on my pestering we head to McDonald's at the non-mealtime of 2:45pm. Let me explain.  I’ve not purchased anything from the yellow hoops since 1998 due to the combined efforts of running and doing…
Patagonia
Philosophy

Patagonia

I caught myself running my fingers along the ridge-line of the Patagonian logo. I guessed they were traversing, metaphorically speaking, at a few hundred kilometres an hour.  The craggy terrain is actually felt in my fingertips, which I suppose could be a pair of legs. Coffee number, whatever- let’s say…
Feature article

The first, worst trail running guide

I sat on the cold brickwork, wondering if I’d get hemaroids. Flags flapped. Early light streaked across the cobblestones. There was a nip in the air. My stomach made creaking sounds under the weight of a huge banana, and milky tea was expanding four slices of marmalade toast. I felt…
Trail Running

Me runnin’ shoes

Picture yourself as a kid, a younger less freckled (I’m a ginger and can map the years of dots like rings of a tree) version wearing your then favourite t-shirt. This t-shirt was rumoured to be worn by Zeus, or the Fonz, or both. It would get you the girls,…