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Lonely Planet review

Swing open the saloon doors to boots, barrels and bones, with a snake slithering through the eye sockets of a cow skull. It's all affecting a Wild West air, which travellers love. Grab a handful of peanuts from the barrel by the door and sidle up to a communal table with a beer in hand. Then settle in for some Territory tucker: camel and stout pie perhaps, roo fillet, fish or a veggie dish.