Well I have made another trip to the tellico area and thought I'd share the story. My dad, wife, and I went up Sunday morning and came back Wednesday. We all had a blast and caught countless numbers of fish. Sunday morning the fishing was the best of the entire trip. For some reason the browns were out and feeding I had caught around 8 browns the two nicest being around 13" and was beginning to think that maybe we had a chance to get a real trophy. I quickly told myself to quit being a dreamer and kept fishing. Well about an hour later I was fishing just below the Dam Creek campground area when it happened. The hole was no bigger than a car hood but when I threw a #12 beadhead prince up to the top my line strightened. I set the hook and saw a massive fish turn at the top of the pool. Needless to say the fight was on. It stayed in the hole for two or three minutes, which felt like an eternity, running up and down. Then it took off down stream. My reel was zinging and I was giving chase. We wrestled with each other through three or four more holes of water. The entire fight was around 15 minutes. I finally had tired the massive fish and he surrendered at my feet. A 19" Brown Trout. Not the biggest of my life but definetly one for the memory bank.