You're doubtless thinking of the feedlot of the Harris Ranch agricultural empire, in the broad general vicinity of Coalinga. Like a lot of things in California, agriculture often happens on an epic scale. That's seventy to a hundred thousand head you're looking at, plus or minus -- California's biggest single feedlot and finisher of about a third of the state's beef cattle, according to one of their websites.
I was once driving down I-5 with a colleague whose highly urban-academic life had not included even the concept of a feedlot. "It's the Grand Central Station of cows!", she exclaimed, tearing her eyes from the spectacle just long enough to slide the climate control knob to the recirculate position.
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I think they used to offer tours, but quit doing that as part of several preventive measures during the foot-and-mouth disease scare several years ago. Dunno if they resumed.
An exit or two further south, and fortunately not downwind, they have a restaurant and inn where you can check out the end product. The way the timing and nature of my trips have always worked out, that's a place to take a break rather than a major stop or a destination, so I've never gone beyond a cup of coffee and maybe some gas at the adjacent store.
--Joe
