Robert Sutherland Has Taken His Final Walk in the Woods

Robert “Woods” Sutherland [Photo shared by Douglas Fir]
Sutherland first arrived in Humboldt County in 1968 and became a full-time resident in 1973. He brought both a brilliant mind and a fiercely independent spirit to the North Coast, where he immersed himself in environmental and community activism.
In the late 1970s, Sutherland co-founded the Environmental Protection Information Center (EPIC) in Garberville. He was the driving force behind dozens of lawsuits against MAXXAM/Pacific Lumber, pushing back against the cutting of old-growth redwoods.
He also authored much of the Forests Forever initiative (Proposition 130) in 1990, which sought to shift California forest policy toward ecosystem-based management, protect ancient forests, create restoration jobs, and strengthen endangered species protections.
As activist Darryl Cherney recalled,
“Woods stood out of course, because he was first and foremost an actual genius…Woods was more than brilliant on matters of forest protection as well as extremely ornery… The Northcoast and California forest practices are forever changed both in practice and perception because of Woods.”
Woods was connected to a legacy of scientific achievement even as he carved his own legacy in the redwoods of Northern California. Woods’ father was Earl Wilbur Sutherland Jr., the American pharmacologist awarded the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine in 1971 for his groundbreaking discoveries about hormones.*
Sutherland was also a founding member of the Humboldt Mendocino Marijuana Advocacy Project (HumMAP), where he fought for small, organic, “mom-and-pop” cultivation and railed against industrial greenrush grows. He testified, wrote policy critiques, and helped bring legal challenges that forced environmental impact reviews, greater protections for wildlife, and stricter oversight of some cannabis operations.
Woods was known for his blunt, unyielding personality that often alienated allies as well as adversaries, yet he remained respected for his passion, intellect, and sheer persistence. Cherney observed that while Sutherland sometimes grew bitter and combative in his later years, he was still deeply loved: “…I could make fun of and get him to laugh at his cantankerousness, and I and many others held him dear to our hearts.”
Woods, who was left-handed, was fiercely opinionated about even seemingly insignificant differences, and once with absolute seriousness quipped his suspicions about Congressman Jared Huffman trustworthiness saying, “Righties are so horribly dominant.”
His poems echoed his voice—angry, unyielding, and rooted in the land. In “This Is Not a Love Poem” he declared:
“I am the guerrilla gardener….maddened by what they have done to our mother, the earth. Fat nouveau-riche loggers, in their tailor-made three-piece arrogance; boasting of their destruction of wilderness….I hate their guts.”
Dominic Corva, Former Director of Cannabis Studies at Cal Poly Humboldt, called Woods a “righteous man.” Corva went on to say that Woods “was a kind friend to me when I first came to Southern Humboldt, although we were at odds in recent years.” Corva mentioned another aspect of Woods–“He grew excellent weed, too, in the redwood shade and in the ground in China Creek. He shared a bread bag full of it with me to take home when I visited him there in 2012.”
Though at times difficult, Robert “Woods” Sutherland profoundly shaped Northern California’s environmental and cultural landscape. From stopping destructive logging practices to reshaping cannabis debates, he left behind a legacy of unyielding principle and determination.

Robert “Woods” Sutherland preparing to go birding. [Photo from Jay Sooter]
Note: Mr. Cherney’s name has been corrected. Our apologies.
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He will be missed!
Robert “Woods” Sutherland, co-founder of EPIC, worthy adversary of corporate timber, a weed farmer who sought to hold the industry accountable, an inspiration/antagonist to many, has taken his last walk in the woods but his legacy lives on.
Thank you Robert for all the talks, back and forth, taking the time to discuss the issues I had brought forward that were not popular and no one else would debate, except you. I appreciated your willingness to protect the biodiversity of the South Fork Eel River and Mattole watersheds from human degradation. May your new walk in the woods be a new and wonderful adventure…
Thanks you Woods for stopping by and helping us out. You spoke for the earth and her critters and so you did your best to protect them from silly, stupid and selfish humans. I got it. You were one of my heroes and you were respected and appreciated by others down in my corner of Mendocino…Love and Best Wishes on your journey onward. And again- Thank You for being here
“Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage at the burning of the light”.
(Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas)
Walk on in heavenly forests old man
A true Community Man: for his people, for all critters, for the forests, for PachaMama.
Man Who Walks In The Woods: !Presente, forever!
As my dear departed Great Aunt Runya would say (insert Russian accent), “He’s a reeeeaaall trooper!!!”
amazing man! 🌲🤸🏼♂️🌲
It is notable that Woods has way more comments/ tributes to a posting of his ‘last walk in the woods’, than most of the other respected community members who have passed (and been offered a tribute here). At the same time, he is described by most as (difficult in his human relationships). What those 2 factors demonstrate is that Woods was widely respected for his passion, knowledge and advocacy for the foundational value of respect for the our beautiful environment. HIs caring and effectiveness in action helped us to not just get stuck on what might have challenged us about him.
It’s hard to be seen as “ornery”, or as someone who “often alienated allies” and to be so widely regarded/ respected/ appreciated.
Woods style and mine were very different. And my activism was not often environmental in nature (no pun intended), so we were more of aquaintances, than friends/ colleagues.But Woods was a pillar in this community. And while he/ his work will be missed, he clearly left his mark.
I found the amount of shade in this obit discomforting, and I wonder if this is how Wood’s would have wanted to be remembered…
I knew Woods well when I first moved to Humboldt, he was a neighbor, and was kind and caring in every way that mattered. And that is who I hold in mind when I remember him.
In death, it is said to let the legacy breathe without hammering the personality quirks.This obit-which reads like seven public Facebook posts were shaken and stirred (AI?) – seems to lean uncomfortably into underscoring his perceived personality flaws, calling him out as opinionated, cantankerous, blunt, unyielding, bitter, alienating, being “at odds”, and combative. Damn. That’s some shade. Even the closing paragraph ! The reckless bot (?) had to throw in difficult just for for good measure?
My 2c? For better or worse, the “difficult” people are often the ones who actually notice and are brave enough to speak up. Brave enough to get things done. Changes. Accountability. When someone like Woods spends decades fighting billion-dollar logging companies and half the cannabis industry, they’re going to make enemies, and probably some friends they fought with, too! That’s what being a passionate uncompromising environmental activist looks like. Woods was all that, and a curious, kind-hearted, and true back-to-the-land gentleman. End of an era.
This was not a traditional obituary provided by friends and family. This was written by me and reflects my understanding of a well-known community member I knew personally. The people I spoke to about him provided the kind of feedback I show here.
May I gently say that you knew him nearly 50 years ago…There may have been some differences between the younger man and the older one. And people present different aspects of themselves to different people. Perhaps something in your demeanor then drew out his gentle side.
Perhaps I’m mistaken that there exists an unspoken rule of obituaries: you get one gentle nod to someone’s “challenging personality,” max. After that, it starts to read like grudges or judgement have snuck into the tribute.
Maybe in Humboldt, or an untraditional obit like this that consideration is omitted…
Fact of the matter is the Man, Woods- in his youth and in old age – is dead. And, (veering into theology,) not only is he literally not here to defend these claims against his character, guess what? They have passed away too…. It’s over.
“For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing, and they have no more reward, for the memory of them is forgotten. Their love and their hate and their envy have already perished, and forever they have no more share in all that is done under the sun” (Ecclesiastes 9:5,6, ESV).
For real, and gently, if the opportunity arises and you feel the urge, please don’t ever publish an unsolicited obit or death notice about me or any family member.
Was this an unsolicited obituary…???
I was wondering about that…
It sure reads like one…
Wood’s contrary habits were a extremely dominant part of his personality and therefore he is remembered for that very much. It is a great tribute to his legacy that the good he did balanced that out for the better. But he isn’t going to escape those mentions, even in death. Would Wood’s want to be remembered this way. We can’t know. But considering how many people he hurt while simultaneously doing so much good, it’s inescapable that will be part of the story. He was very complicated and people are not going to gloss over much when it comes to Woods. It’s obvious that that’s just how it’s going to be and it’s going to be that way with great respect and yes tough love.
We were in line at the farmers market a few weeks ago, he said he liked reading my stories, nice guy…
Yes, but obviously of questionable taste!
(Just kidding Paul. Your stories have helped document, from our own POV, the rather unique culture we had).
One thing I appreciate in tributes to a someone who has passed, is honesty mixed with love and/or admiration. I hear that in the comments people shared about Woods. I think it is a higher tribute to someone to share, with some admiration, who they were, from first hand experience. Speaking only of one’s strengths denies the whole person, who was likely fallible, like the rest of us.
And as I said in my earlier comment, that people experienced his ‘less than ideal’ traits, yet shared so much admiration/ respect, is telling about the degree of the latter.
I don’t think anyone disagrees with you. “Woods” was a legend in his own time, but none of us are perfect. My contacts were peripheral at best. Once I was considered as an armed guard to walk with Robert in a land survey. Thankfully, that didn’t happen. I think Kym’s assessment is reasonable and fair.
To respect and love a person is not to pretend that they were perfect. Woods was a person perfectly capable of pissing me off, but he gave a damn and kicked ass so I wanted him on my team.
Extraordinarily well written, thoughtful, kind, and, especially considerate comment.. Thank you.
Much respect for his activism, passion and legacy
As the caption in the photo implies, Woods was also an enthusiastic, informed bird watcher and expert identifier of birds.
Forest defender.
Spirit flowing like water.
So steadfast and true.
“The most misleading assumptions are the ones you don’t even know you’re making.”
-Douglas Adams-
Fierce environmental advocacy, activism, deep & thorough scholarly research, relentlessly non-compromising….….Personally, every interaction was an educational one. From the first encounter in 1979 in helping to identify a bird to last month when we sent him a photo of eggs that were found in the Mattole and he quickly and kindly explained what they were and what was happening with them. We will miss him.
He was a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma. I didn’t know him well, I don’t think anyone did. I only knew him, mostly by reputation.
But, as the saying goes, “Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind.” We are all somewhat diminished today.
mickey, Woods and I spent a lot of time doing bottle cap puzzles. I will regret not being there to hold the ladder–
Darryl Cherney’s name is misspelled in the final acknowledgement…
Last sentence…
Thanks for the lovely write ups and comments of my Uncle Woods. I think you all captured his spirit. I recall him as being super smart, hugely knowledgeable about all thing nature, and of course, a bit of a kindly curmudgeon. I know he loved his community– the woods (of course) and the amazing band of old time settlers in the area. Peace to all and RIP, Uncle Woods!
You have no idea how much I appreciate your kind comments. Woods was so loved! I know he lived the way he wanted, amongst the tall trees with his birds and other wildlife. Thanks again!
–Annie Sutherland (sister), Kansas City