The boat can definitely be shored up with Griselda's tricks long enough to get it over to the river, possibly even long enough to row up the river to get closer to the spot that was found. Rowing the boat in the tide may not be a good idea, but a couple people could sit in it and row, guided by a tether to someone on the beach to help keep the craft out of trouble.
"Well, if it's a better place than what all we've got here, let's be off once Griselda's worked her miracles." Garnett slaps his thighs and rises from his work.
Griselda has little trouble in fabricating the temporary repairs, such a task could be done by any carpenter's apprentice. In short order the boat is fixed, loaded, and floated out into the bay. Garnett and Rollo take the oars, their skill and strength are sufficient to keep the laden craft out of trouble. An hour later the boat is once again beached, about 50 yards from the chosen camping spot where the beach, the closest point where the shore would allow such an activity. By this time the morning sun has risen closer to it's high point, about an hour and a half remain until the noon heat hits.
Garnett looks about, nodding approvingly. "Aye, I think this'll do just fine." He looks back to Tempest with a slight grin, "Well, captain, what's your orders? I'm thinkin' shelter might be in order, that sun'll be on top of us too soon."