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ESAF 2025 Mollis: Experiencing the Swiss National Wrestling Festival in Glarus

I spent Saturday, 30 August 2025 at the EidgenΓΆssisches Schwing- und Γ„lplerfest (ESAF) in Mollis (Glarus)β€”Switzerland’s biggest celebration of Schwingen (Swiss sawdust wrestling) and Alpine culture. I’d last gone six years earlier at ESAF Zug 2019, which I loved enough to promise myself I’d return when it came close to home again.

What ESAF Is (and why it matters)

ESAF happens every three years and transforms its host town into a temporary city of sport, music, and hospitality. In Mollis, organisers built a 56,500-seat open-air arenaβ€”the world’s largest temporary stadiumβ€”inside a festival grounds that welcomed hundreds of thousands. The weekend blends top-level wrestling with yodelling, flag-throwing, live music, and the beloved β€œSiegermuni” (the live champion bull; this year’s was named ZIBU). It’s a mega-event that somehow still feels local and warm.

Schwingen, in one minute

Two athletes in sturdy Schwinghosen (grip shorts) wrestle on sawdust. A clean win means both of your opponent’s shoulders touch the ground while you still hold the shorts; as a mark of respect, the winner brushes sawdust off the loser’s back. It’s strength, timing, and etiquette in equal measure.

Getting there (my simple logistics)

I rode my scooter to PfΓ€ffikon SZ, parked, and switched to public transport for the last leg. On ESAF weekend that’s the way to goβ€”roads clog, while shuttle buses and festival routes are frequent and well signposted. I’d arranged to meet a friend via live location, but the crowd density made it a needle-in-a-haystack situation; after ~90 minutes of trying we called it quits and agreed to swap stories later.

First stop: the Migros-BΓΌhne

The sponsor stage was buzzing from the morning’s public viewing through the evening concerts. On Saturday, the lineup featured acts like Stubete GΓ€ng (21:30) and late-night DJ setsβ€”pure festival energy and a perfect warm-up between the wrestling sessions and tent hopping.

Around the tents: people, plates, and a chance encounter

I drifted through the fest tents for food and musicβ€”classic ESAF fareβ€”and struck up a conversation with a Schwinger I didn’t recognise at first: Fritz Ramseier. Only later did I realise I’d chatted with one of Saturday’s surprise standouts; he finished Day 1 near the top and went on to earn his first federal wreath (and promptly announced his retirement days laterβ€”what a way to bow out).

The sporting headline you’ll want to know

By Sunday evening the new SchwingerkΓΆnig 2025 was crowned: Armon Orlik. In a rare twist, the final bout (Schlussgang) between Samuel Giger and Werner Schlegel ended gestellt (drawn), and Orlikβ€”brilliant across the eight roundsβ€”took the title on points. He’s the first ever king from GraubΓΌnden, ending an 18-year wait for his region.

The atmosphere (and why it feels uniquely Swiss)

What struck meβ€”againβ€”was the easy, safe, good-humoured vibe. Tens of thousands of people, plenty of beer, and still an atmosphere of mutual respect that mirrors the sport itself: shake hands, compete hard, brush off the sawdust, share a table. Mollis ran like clockworkβ€”food moving, shuttles humming, volunteers everywhere, smiles in every queue. It felt like the Glarus hospitality everyone kept praising all weekend.

A few nerdy festival facts (because that’s half the fun)

  • 56,500 inside the arena; ~350,000 across the grounds over the weekend.
  • ~270,000 L of beer, and a logistics operation worthy of a small city.
  • The monumental wooden bull β€œMuni Max” (20 m tall) now begins its post-ESAF life in Uri as a tourist landmark.
  • Sunday’s ceremony crowned the King with ZIBU in the arenaβ€”yes, a live bull is still part of the prize tradition.

Why I’ll remember Saturday most

It wasn’t the most β€œplanned” dayβ€”I never found my friendβ€”but it was a perfect slice of ESAF: early public viewing at the Migros-BΓΌhne, music and banter in the tents, an accidental chat with Ramseier, and the feeling that tradition and modern festival can coexist without friction. I left around 1 a.m., tired and happy, reminded why I fell for ESAF back in Zug 2019β€”and why I’ll keep coming back.

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