By any measure, British imperial or French metric, my first solo attempt at deer calling was not exactly a success. The roe deer, Madame informed me proudly, would often emerge into the field at dusk, even if people were splashing about in the pool. Roe deer unfazed by the swimming poolWe did not have long to wait. This was to be the first time I had attempted deer calling myself, but I was not entirely uninitiated. Deer calling is an art and a science.