Last Saturday I went for a morning of squirrel hunting. I carry a Mr Squirrel whistle. A jake flew into the field I was walking along and when he yelped I did my best voice yelp. He came within 20 yards of me then went into the woods. I spotted a squirrel but could not get a shot. I broke out the call and ran a couple of squeals and that jake went nuts. He clucked, cut, did about everything but gobble. He came towards me clucking all the time. He busted me through the heavy brush but hung around out of sight. For about half an hour all I had to do was call and he would start all over. The call produces a squeal like you can make by puckering your lips and inhaling sharply only with more volume. Next time I hunt there I will throw in a call.
Steve, I love "smoked" turkey