Question Raccoon in my van

Not sure if this is the right place to post. But thought of sharing my woe with you. I'd been out for a while. When I returned I was startled to see a raccoon hiding in my van, as if there was no other place in this whole world for it to hide. I am pretty confused. I dont intend to harm the animal nor would like an encounter. I have heard that they spread rabies. Any suggestions? I have small kids at home. Do I need to call for animal control specialists like hawkeye ( www.hawkeye.ca/pest-wildlife-animals ) who might rehabilitate them. Or should I rely on some shortcuts? I have to get it done at the earliest. I would prefer to help this frightened creature which is stranded in a strange world. Though I have heard of such incidents before, this is the first time I am into it.

Give Davy Crotchet a shout...

Don't you mean Fess Parker!

Is this genuine or an attempt to improve another site's google SEO?

I had a raccoon creating a mess in my backyard. When I came across this forum, thought of sharing this experience , expecting valuable help.

Carol.
You have just witnessed some British humour! Fess Parker played Davy Crockett in the 1950's film of that name. He, Davy, reportedly wore a raccoon skin hat!

Raccoons are not indigenous to the UK, as far as I know, where most of our members reside, so most folks here would not have much idea of how to advise you.
You did mention a site by the name of Hawkeye, which I believe is a North American wildlife agency, leading me to presume you are resident in the North American area. A Google search brings up a rabies problem with most American raccoon species, as you rightly suspected.

As you had the creature trapped in your van, and some hours/days have passed since your post, one would hope that you already had it sorted.
If it is still there (and alive) I would put some 'Black Sabbath' on the stereo, pump up the volume and leave the tailgate open. Works every time with our cat when she slips in for an afternoon snooze. I'm waiting for the RSPCA to come a-knocking after that confession LOL!

Regards,

Peter