La Muerte Bike Climb - PJAMM Cycling

45 mi
14,095 ft
5.5 %


Page Contributor(s): Mitch Reid, Reno, NV, USA; Luke Hise, Phoenix, AZ, USA


As you would expect, this top 20 bike climb in the world has it all - distance (72.5 kilometers), grade (5.4% average), and altitude (4,144 meters).  
If we eliminate the few descents (the most significant 3.7 km at -7.1%) the average grade for the La Muerta bike climb spikes from 5.4% to 7.1%.  The steepest 500 meter segment of the climb is 15%, and there are a full two kilometers at 9.5% average.  11% of the entire climb is at ≥10% grade.
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Roadway:  In 2019, The surface on La Muerte was great, when we did it there were a few sections where the rain had washed rocks and dirt onto the road, but that was just a result of bad weather. Road surface was in much better condition than comparable high mountain passes like Mt Evans for example.
Traffic:  Traffic was pretty mellow, there weren't a ton of cars, and when there were cars heading up the mountain they almost always had the whole left lane to go into to pass us. 

Parking:  You should use a support vehicle for this climb.  However, if you intend to go it self-supported, ask to park at the gas station located at the start of the climb - MapStreet View
Provisions:  There are food and beverage at the start of the climb at the Estacion de servicio San Jose (PDV) - Google Map + Reviews or the fast food restaurant Estacion Pio Pio - Google Map + Reviews. Restaurant" Brisa Costanera" is at kilometer 20.5 (Google Map + Reviews) and at least 10 other restaurants over the last 50 kilometers. 

:  You finish this climb at 4,144 meters, nearly 4,000 meters higher than where you start.  Therefore, be sure to consult the PJAMM "Full Forecast" feature for the time you expect to arrive at the finish to assess what clothing to bring on your ride.
Before heading out on any cycling adventure check out our Things to Bring on a Cycling Trip and use our interactive check list to ensure you don't forget anything.
You finish the ride at the continental divide at Mirador Tres Cruces - Google Map + Reviews

A support vehicle is almost mandatory given the variable weather conditions, high traffic, and length of this climb.



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La Muerta, Ecuador

The eighth hardest bike climb in the world.

Ride 72.5 kilometers to 4,144 meters gaining 4,470 meters at 5.4% average grade.

We gain more elevation on this than any other climb in the world - 14,670’ v. Alto de Letras 14,526’.  This is also the 5th longest bike climb in the world putting La Muerta in the Top 10 World for difficulty, distance and altitude gained.

Summary by Mitch Reid, Reno, Nevada, USA.

The story of how I discovered La Muerte is also the story of how I became involved with PJAMM cycling. About a year ago in December 2018, I found out from my school that I had been accepted into a program to study abroad in Cuenca, Ecuador at the beginning of the next year. Knowing that there was no way I was going to go two months without training, I immediately decided that I would be bringing my bike with me down to Ecuador, and began looking into what the riding was like in the area. During my research into the cycling situation around Cuenca, I stumbled across a relatively nearby Strava segment simply called “la muerte” (which translates to “the death” in spanish) that absolutely blew me away. The segment was 44 miles long, with 12,242 feet of climbing! I had never seen another climb like it in my life. This insane segment seemed even more daunting when I saw that only 13 people had ever finished the full climb on Strava. The second I saw this segment I knew that there was no way I was going to live about two hours from the start of the climb for two months and not give it a shot, so I set out to learn as much as I could about the ride and what I would need to be prepared for it. During this process of gathering information on the climb, I commented on the Strava activity of the last person to have ridden up La Muerte, asking about the road conditions and what suggestions he had for the ride. A few months later, when I was finally in Ecuador, John from PJAMM commented on that same Strava activity feed, asking for information about the ride and saying that it looked like a climb that would rank really high on his site. I saw this comment and reached out to John to let him know that I was planning on riding La Muerte in the coming weeks, and that’s how my involvement with PJAMM began.


A BEAST of a climb!

The Ride:


There’s a saying out there that says something along the lines of, “man plans, God laughs,” and there have been few other times in my life where that saying was as accurate as the day that I rode up La Muerte. Because I am an overconfident 21 year old male, I had decided that I was going to try to beat the current KOM on the La Muerte Strava segment, which was five hours and 21 minutes.  I was in really good shape, and after planning things out for many weeks in advance, I was confident that I had thought of everything that I needed to be ready to do my fastest possible time on the climb. Nutrition, pacing, hydration: I was certain I had everything dialed in.

On the morning of the big day, the driver who I had hired to take me to the start of the climb and follow me up the mountain, picked me up along with my photographer/roommate Max, who I had convinced to come along to take photos and help me document the climb. The two hour drive from Cuenca to the start of the climb involves driving to the top of the mountain where La Muerte finishes, and then descending down the road to where it starts at the base of the mountain.  We spent the entire drive talking about how lucky we had gotten with the weather. You see, the weather in the mountains around La Muerte is notorious with locals for how impossible it is to predict, and how quickly it can change, and the entire drive to the start we had blue skies with just a couple of clouds, so we were excited that we had lucked out.


A fuzzy shot from the drive to the start of the climb.

The road can be seen just over the guardrail. Notice the calm blue sky.

There is a service station located just a few hundred yards from the start of the Strava segment, so we parked there to get all set up for the ride. Because I had a driver and Max to help out, I was fortunate enough to be able to leave all of my food, water, and warm clothes in the truck that was following me up the “hill”. The plan was for the driver and Max to trail me up the road with the truck’s hazard lights on, with Max taking pictures, and then anytime I needed food or water, I could wave them up and Max would hand me a bottle or some food out of the car. After talking with Max and the driver about my plans to not stop riding until the end of the climb, I saddled up and hit the road.

The starting elevation from the service station parking lot at the base of the climb: 731ft (223m).

The second I started pedaling up the mountain, the weather flipped a hard 180 degrees and things started to get gross quickly. It was as if the mountain itself had heard us discussing how nice the weather was that morning and said, “Sike! You thought you had lucked out?” Super thick fog started to roll in, and rain and wind started to pick up. The temperature at the start of the ride was about 88 degrees fahrenheit, so the wind and rain weren’t freezing, but the moisture in the air combined with the humidity and the fog was pretty brutal.

The fog creeping in just shortly after the start of the ride.

Despite the thickening fog and slowly increasing rain and wind, I was feeling really good at the start of the climb. Because I had been training in Cuenca at an elevation of 8,500 feet for the past two months, I knew that I would be feeling really strong at such a lower altitude, so I had strict power number that I was going to pace myself by. I settled in to the effort and began steadily working my way up the climb. With a climb that was expecting to take me over five hours of non-stop ride time, I knew that nutrition was incredibly important, so I made sure to go through one bottle of water every 40 minutes and to get something to eat from Max whenever he handed me a new bottle.

Saying a quick thanks to my driver after a successful bottle swap maneuver.

Max and I had talked for a few days about the incredible shots of the surrounding scenery he would be able to take while I rode, so it was a huge bummer that by about an hour into the ride, the fog was so thick that we couldn’t see anything but maybe 50 feet of the road in front of us.

The fog growing thicker, and the air wetter, as I slowly work my way up the road.

The next hour of riding featured more of the same, with me getting food and water from the car, and Max trying to get some cool pictures despite the extremely limited visibility and ever increasing rain and wind. After having to sprint away from a pack of stray dogs (not a fun thing to do 2.5 hours into a five hour effort), the weather got to the point that I told Max (who had been hanging out in the bed of the truck to take photos) to get in the cab to get out of the rain and to protect his camera.

It’s not a ride in South America unless you have to sprint away from some dogs!

With the weather to the point that we could barely see cars coming down the mountain in the opposite direction (Ecuadorian drivers seem to be REALLY against driving with their headlights on, even with only about 20 feet of visibility), the day turned into even more challenging ordeal. With nothing to focus on as I rode but the fog in front of me, I just slowly watched the elevation reading on my bike computer tick up. As the rode became wetter and wetter, it even got to the point where I “crashed” twice because my tires lost traction on the slick road, causing me to slide out and fall over. After roughly 3.5 hours of consistent 7-9% grades, I finally began to understand why this climb was ranked as the sixth hardest in the world.

This photo sums up the weather for the entire ride:  

Soaking wet, windy, and impossible to see anything but the road right in front of you.

 By this point, the only thing that kept me motivated was the two mile descent waiting for me once I got to about 9,100 feet, however I was definitely not in my right mind, because between the pouring rain on the sleek roads, and the terrible visibility from the fog, the descent would prove to be the most stressful part of the whole ride.

Despite the truly awful weather, up until the descent, I was still feeling strong. I was following my pacing plan really well, and it felt like an effort I’d be able to sustain for the remainder of the ride. However, after not pedaling at all as I navigated my way down the sketchy descent, when I started to climb back up again, things started to turn sour fast. I had thought that I had been eating enough the whole ride, but with a climb this long, one small mistake can have some pretty serious repercussions. At about 31 miles in to the climb, with 9,500 feet of climbing done thus far, I started to hit a wall -- hard. My power began to drop drastically, and I slowly grew more and more out of it. After grinding it out for a few more miles and about 1,000 more feet of climbing, I started to have some serious issues. I began to black out a little bit, and was slowly slipping into delirium, unable to control my bike and swerving sketchily all over the road. At 34.7 miles, I regained awareness while sitting on the side of the wet road and watching Max and my driver load my bike in to the back of the truck. Apparently I had pulled over to the side of the road and pulled the plug on the day, but I did not remember stopping. I then proceeded to vomit a few times before crawling into the passenger seat of the truck to get driven home.


At the end of the day, I had ended the climb with 10 miles still to go, but I had still done 34 miles and 10,500 feet of climbing. If the fact that I had to bail with 22% of the mileage of the climb left to go, but still finished with 10,500 feet of elevation gain doesn’t help you understand how much of a challenge La Muerte is, I don’t know what will. Between some of the worst weather I have ever ridden in, and the relentless gradient, La Muerte was hands down the hardest ride I have ever done. There is no doubt in my mind that this is one of the hardest climbs in the entire world.

Despite the awful weather and the worst implosion of my life, I’d do this climb again in a heartbeat.

La Muerte is truly a climb with few equals.

A Bit About the Area:

The La Muerte climb is located in the Andes Mountains in southern Ecuador’s Parque Nacional Cajas, a high-altitude national park area, west of the city of Cuenca.  Cuenca (urban area population: 400,000/metropolitan area population: 700,000) is approximately two hours from this bike climb, and is the capital largest city in Ecuador’s Azuay province.  It is an old city (founded in 1557), and as such, has been named as a UNESCO world heritage site because of the many historical buildings found within the city’s center.  In this part of the Andes Mountains, the mountain range itself is older, and is prone to less volcanic activity.  The old mountains form extensive plateaus, lending themselves to the accumulation of water, therefore, the Cajas National Park is known for its many lakes and lagoons.  

Thanks to Luke Hise for photos in better weather!!